"Yes, Master!"
Lord of Ice answered, then quickly withdrew from the Temple.
Anmeng True God appeared. Watching Lord of Ice leave, his eyes were filled with coldness. Humanity's premature action had caught him by surprise.
He had never underestimated Humanity. Over the past million eras, he had continually studied them. Beyond the information on the two cosmic eras of the Sea of Universes and the Two Great Sacred Lands, he had also enslaved Universe Lord-level experts from the Original Universe, gaining a deeper understanding of Humanity.
He was also well aware of Humanity's growth over the past million eras and the rate at which experts had emerged. That was precisely why he was even more interested in Humanity's inheritance.
The explosive growth in the number of Universe Lords under his command was largely founded upon the accumulated foundations of the various factions in the Sea of Universes, supplemented by secret techniques in his possession that directly overdrew one's potential. Only then had he been able to produce so many Universe Lords.
Compared with Humanity, his speed was considerably faster, but whether in quality or strength, they were still a notch inferior.
Such speed and quality were beyond the reach of some factions even on the Origin Continent. Yet in this tiny Sea of Universes, among the Three Thousand Dimensions, an insignificant Sea of Universes, it had been achieved by a race from an Original Universe.
Compared to the countless factions and experts accumulated through innumerable cosmic eras in the Sea of Universes, the Origin Continent was a place where countless experts, accumulated over endless years and cosmic eras, gathered together.
Its secret techniques, inheritances, experts, bloodlines, and even cultivation environment far surpassed those of the Sea of Universes. Yet even so, many factions could not produce large numbers of Lords